#heh heh heh it’s not like they’re super in love and attached to each other or anything lmao

[mythicalmage]

Right! (not)

[yuurivoice-headcannon-central]

What about how Alphonse and Seth would react to getting kissed first/surprised kissed

hmm,,

this is a bit of a thinker,, cuz, we know the boys have like kissed other people n' shit (and it's subtly implied that both their listeners have as well), so it's not like they'd be nervous or anything,,,

uNLESS--

alright, alright

HEAR ME THE FUCK OUT FELLAS

both Al and Seth are SUPER scared of getting attached to people or getting too intimate with them

cuz they're both used to people coming and going

sO THAT'S WHY THEY WOULDN'T KISS YOU FIRST

I feel so big brain rn muahahah

so you'd have to be the one to take initiative which leads RIGHT into the gist of this request MuaHAHAaHAH

so for Al--

there have been numerous occasions in which he wanted to kiss you

HE IS NOT SUBTLE AT ALL ABOUT IT TOO

like,, you can tell he wanted to kiss ya but stopped and then tried to play it off as a joke or he was "reaching for something" or some shit

>____> sure bitch, sure

he just really doesn't want to get his hopes up /cries

so catch him when he pulls that shit

like,, ya'll are chilling on the couch or just vibing somewhere in your house

and he's got a hand on your hip while you're whipping up that gourmet shit in the kitchen, just keepin REAL close to ya

and you go to look at him to ask about whatever the fuck

aND YOU CATCH THE MOFO GIVING YOU THAT LOOK

he wants to kiss you

and like, why wouldn't he? look at you being all damn cute ranting about this and that about cooking

so after a hot min of you both lookin at each other

YOU MCFUCKIN GO FOR IT BITCH

YOU KISS THAT MOTHERFUCKIN PINK LAFFY TAFFY

YOU GENTLY CUP HIS FACE AND CARESS THOSE SWEET CHEEKS OF HIS, SHOW HIM ALL THAT LOVES <333

and my boy is SHOOK

was NOT expecting that like, AT ALL

but he also kinda was?????

WHATEVER he gets into it real quick and is holding you super close

to him, that kiss was like a seal or a confirmation that you're not goin anywhere and that you're here for the long run

is 100% breathless after

feels every fiber in his body going off like fireworks

knees weak--

HE IS HELPLESSLY IN LOVE BOO HELPLESSLY IN LOVE

"heh,, what'd I do to get a taste of that, hm?"

"well, you weren't going to do it anytime soon soo--"

"hey HEY HEY, now what does that mean??"

noowww

for our boy Seth ;]]

with Seth's listener, it's implied that they're real physical with each other

so you both have kissed while uh,, doin the do

but he always viewed that as an "in the moment" kind of thing and forced himself not to see it as more than that

again, he don't want to get his hopes up /cries more

so one day you decide to give him a quick smooch, just cuz he deserves it <3

and he IMMEDIATELY takes it as "oh, so we're gettin it on tonight" so he goes to deepen the kiss

AND IS ABSOLUTELY CONFUSED WHEN YOU PULL AWAY ONLY 2 SECONDS INTO THE KISS

totally pouts a lil too lololol

so thinking that you're teasing him, he goes to reach out for you and give ya more smoochies--

and you don't realize that he thinks you wanted something more from that kiss,,

so you give him another kiss, but on the forehead this time cUZ THE BABEs DESERVES IT <33

seth.exe has stopped working

man literally freezes up

WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT AT FUCKIN ALL

"Seth??"

",,,,,,,wha?"

is literally bout to cry tears when you explain to him that you just really wanted to kiss him

"could I,, maybe get another one?

or two?

or three??"

smother that babe in kisses, EspECIALLY FOREHEAD KISSES MWAH MWAH MWAH

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Hi! I saw your blog cause you reblogged one of my crack ideas on my hq account and I think it’s super cute! Is it possible I can request a cake? I’m curious to see who you’d put me with :)

I have no idea what I’m supposed to put in this, but! My name is Spencer (at least that’s the one I’m trying out rn, but it’s comfy I like it) and I use he/him pronouns. I’m 5’10ish & I currently have black hair that I dye from time to time (probably going to dye it red next). My hair is like...a little past the top of my ears, but it’s an undercut (think Kenma with black hair ig). I have really thin brown eyes (a lot of people think I’m Asian I’m not lol they’re just hooded). I’m not exactly built thin but that’s something I’m ✨insecure✨ about so we’re not gonna get into that lol

Personality wise,,,idk I’m 90% self-deprecating and the other 10% is sarcasm. I’d like to think I’m a pretty creative person although I’m extremely logical. Creativity is more for fun vs logical on a day-to-day basis if that makes sense?

I used to be really athletic but I started doing other things and since then that’s kinda dwindled away. However lately I’ve been trying to kick ✨depression✨ in the ass and get back into being athletic and stuff. I’m learning how to box and a few friends and I want to take up volleyball when it gets warmer. I used to be a soccer player though and I want to start doing that again, too.

A lot of people tell me I’m musically talented. I like to think I am on a good day, I guess (I’m bad about describing myself lol sorry). But I play a little piano and ukulele but I play guitar & sing mostly.

Even though I try not to be I’m super competitive and legit subconsciously turn everything into a competition, but I try to stay lighthearted about it. Even though I come off cold to people when I meet them (RBF + introvert yikes) I really care about my friends and wear my heart on my sleeve even though I try not to show it.

Quick stuff if this isn’t too long already?

Zodiac: Sun-Leo Moon-Virgo Rising-Cancer

MBTI: INPT-T

Asked my friends what colors they’d describe me with & made this:

Favorite anime is either the disastrous life of saiki k or haikyuu!! (leaning towards hq tho)

I don’t have a favorite color but I wear a lot of red and black

Punk/slightly alt style with a lot of graphic tshirts? That’s basically my style

And yeah! I’m sorry if this is really long lol I tend to ramble when I don’t know what to say heh

Spence back again 😅😅 I forgot to attach the pretty color thing my friend told me to make

@spence0112

Hahaaaaaaaa 😅 sorry for the wait but thank you for your patience 😭

Romantic Matchup

Tendou Satori

How Y’all Met

Ight kinda embarrassing

But y’all Met in therapy ����

Yup

Group therapy

Legit every time he heard you talk

He was like:

Mood

Felt that

Relatable

So after group he went up to you and was just like

“Hey if you ever need to talk to someone I’m always available!”

And he gave you his digits 😗

Ok fast forward a bit

You we’re having a REALLY bad day

Like the depression was kicking tour ass

And you don’t know why

But you called our boy Tendou

Oop homeboy ZOOMED over to you

He was like do you wanna talk about it

And you said no, you just needed something to take your mind off of your ✨depressive state✨

He remembered you saying something about wanting to learn volleyball

And it was the end of the day... 👀

So he took you to practice with him

It was actually super fun!

He taught you all sorts of moves

And you we’re really impressed by his guest blocking

By the end of practice you felt a lot better

And you actually decided to join the volleyball team

Tendou was super excited to have you as his teammate!

Y’all started to hang out CONSTANTLY

You guys were just super close

So no one was really shocked when you two started dating 👀

They were expecting it actually...

What They Love About You

He loves that he can relate to you

And vice versa

Y’all truly just understand each other

He loves that your willing to battle your depression

It honestly inspires him to kick the rest of his depression in the ass

He loves your style!

He would wear jeans and a t shirt every day if he could

Matching t-shirts 👀 👀 👀

He loves how naturaly caring you are

He can see past the rbf so don’t worry about that

But the fact that you treat people with care and kindness is a plus for him

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ok this could go two ways

Option A is the definition of crackhead things

A lot of midnight shopping trips

A lot of gas station hauls

You get the gist

Or there’s option B

Which Is very chill 🙂

He likes to just stay in and watch anime or read manga with you

So whatever’s more your vibe

But he likes doing both 👀

Random Hc

His favorite anime is Saiki K as well 😗

So that’s the show you two always watch together

You two

Do in fact

Have matching t-shirts

Ahhhh so cute

You guys told your therapy group you were dating 😭

They were surprisingly supportive 👀

Astrology

When Taurus and Leo come together in a love affair, they can be a great couple because they know how to stroke one another’s egos and love to have their own stroked!

They have similar needs: Taurus needs plenty of affection, to be loved and cherished, while Leo likes compliments and wants to be adored and admired.

They’re both extremely loyal and possessive lovers.

Since they have such similar desires, they can generally provide for one another’s needs quite well.

These two Signs both love status and possessions.

They prize physical comfort and luxury; Leo is often flamboyant about attentions and gift-giving, which will greatly please Taurus, who loves the most traditional forms of courtship.

Though they can work together quite well, it’s not all roses between these two; both Signs are very stubborn and must work hard to understand and accept one another.

Overall Aesthetic

2000 Retro

Out of my league - Fitz and the tantrums

Dissolve - Absofacto

Boyfriend - Coin

Wait a minute- Willow

I’m sorry this is just to cute not to add 😭

(NOT MY ART)

[valkyrieofsmut]

Ho hi, hope your doing ok? Had a frisky question question. So weather it be a dirty picture or text message from s/o how would the fellows react?

Ok, so, I’m really slow at these... I’ve been super tired again... I was going to put this out yesterday, but I actually got a call from grave staff about a leak- turns out the water main for the whole apartment building is in that apartment, and it sprung a leak... it flooded everywhere... and it took them until this afternoon to fix it... It's been a long two days... I still have a bunch of these, but I haven’t been able to focus on much to answer them... Anyway!

.

Classic-   heh. look at that... That's a pic that he's never going to let go of. And now that he's looking at it, he's getting ideas... nnngh... heh heh heh. His S/o is getting it when he gets home...

Creampuff-  UM, GREAT PROGRESS ON OUR WORKOUT ROUTINE, (Y/N)...! *awkward Papyrus face* ...NYEH...

Red-  oh, fuck, sweetheart... now y're in fer it. look what ya did. -very hard, very red, dick pic- ya better take responsibility fer this. imma teach that ass some manners when i get home. ya ain't goin' ta be able ta stand up, sit down, or speak fer a week! I'm just going to stop there... it goes on all day, with him sending text and voice messages and pics, all the way up until he's home and there to make good on his threats. They're both riled up, though, due to his teasing... and his S/o probably teased back.

Edge- Looks like he's got some manners to teach when he gets home... it sits on read most of the day with no answer, making his S/o sweat, until about an hour before he's due to get off shift. YOU'D BETTER BE READY FOR YOUR PUNISHMENT. Well, they certainly are now...

Blue- OH, (Y/N)... HOW NAUGHTY... He'll have to think of a way to punish his lovely S/o... it'll almost definitely have something to do with wearing a costume for him... and most likely being tied up... with that gorgeous thing that they sent to taunt him on display... especially when it's covered in his cum... EVIL DOERS MUST PAY THE PRICE FOR THEIR ACTIONS! 

Stretch- nyeh heh heh... He suddenly appears at home, finding his S/o and grabbing them, shortcutting to the bed with them and cuddling close, murmuring in their ear, “feel what ya did to me? ya gonna fix it?” Oh, his S/o feels it- how could they not with him grinding against them like that?  

Black- Magic surges in his bones. He quickly hides his phone and tries to be normal as his imagination runs wild. He gets home and takes his S/o to the bedroom, ordering them to strip. “OH, BUT YOU WERE FINE WITH IT EARLIER?” He taunts if they play the brat. Their clothes are gone, hands tied and attached to the bed, they’re kneeling with hind end presented. “YES, YOU THOUGHT IT WAS SO HUMORUS EARLIER... BUT NOT NOW? WHAT IF I HAD BEEN IN A CROWDED PLACE? WERE YOU HOPING THAT OTHERS WOULD BE THERE TO SEE YOU? WERE YOU TRYING TO LET THEM SEE WHAT IS MINE?” His hand is coming down on their ass with each question. “YOU ARE MINE! AND YOU’D BEST REMEMBER THAT FOR NEXT TIME, LITTLE TOY!” He’s... pretty damn worked up... and now that he’s teased his S/o until they’re dripping... he’s going to fill them up.

Mutt- He licks his teeth. nyeh heh... oh really, now... Before they even know what’s happening, his S/o is nude, tied to the bed, and has a vibrator strategically placed, along with another set just so to tease them. Mutt, meanwhile, is at the foot of the bed, with the control in his hand. They’re going to learn a lesson, what that lesson is is a mystery so far, but it will be a lesson! And who knows where the day and night will take them in order for them to learn that lesson...

Axe- He blinks. is that... what he thinks it is? it looks all hot and ready for him... He starts heating up, leaving whatever he has going if it’s not important and starts to where his S/o is. They obviously spent time preparing something lovely for him, he’d be a bad datemate if he didn’t go partake...  

Crooks/Bun- Oh... Oh! That’s! Um... Very Pretty, (Y/n)! *Awkward skeleton behavior...*

Dusty- He’s confused, and it takes some discussion with his brother before he decides that the best course of action is to go to his S/o and ask what the hell they meant by that. When he gets there, he’ll surprise them- and then he’ll give them something to scream about... heh heh heh... 

Ask Masterlist?

[otomesations]

Kei scene - Retranslation

Context: 

SPOILERS FOR THE LATTER PART OF KEI’S ROUTE

Kei and Ichika have a scene where they make out in chapter 6, and there seems to be some ambiguity within the English-reading community as to how consensual it all is, how pushy Kei is being, and whether they do or don’t… erm… bring it home.

I think the Japanese version makes it clear that it is consensual, that Kei is being quite considerate in his Kei way, and that they do bring it home.

I also thought it would be an opportunity to discuss a few of the scene’s themes - many of which are present throughout Kei’s route and additional content.

So I did a translation pass on the scene and changed the bits that felt inaccurate in theme or meaning. I explained some of the big differences below the translation.

In bold, the parts that I changed from the original localisation.

Translation:

KEI: “More importantly, we can’t really make out if your brother comes home early.”

ICHIKA: “...”

KEI: “I’m just kidding. I’ll wait until you’re completely ready.”

ICHIKA: “... No. You don’t need to wait.”

KEI: “Huh?”

ICHIKA: “I… I also want to make out with you.”

KEI: “...”

Okazaki’s eyes widened, and he blinked a few times. 

ICHIKA: (M-Maybe that was too sudden.)

But it was sincerely how I felt. 

These might be our last moments together. That was all I could think about. 

KEI: “Are you serious about that?”

His hand gently reached for my cheek. 

The touch caused my shoulders to tremble slightly, but I kept my eyes fixed on his.

ICHIKA: “... Yes.”

Then we inched close enough that I could feel his breath on mine…

ICHIKA: “O-oh but wait, just a moment. There’s something I want to ask you first.”

KEI: “...”

Okazaki hung his head, clearly disappointed by the sudden interruption.

KEI: “... Ichika. Don’t you think you’re teasing me a bit much?”

ICHIKA: “S-Sorry. But I really need to ask.”

Our faces were still very close, and his eyes invited me to continue. 

ICHIKA: “Erm… Okazaki, what do you like about me?”

Although he had confessed his feelings to me, I had turned him away in that moment, and I hadn’t quite believed what I’d heard.

After learning his past and sharing our feelings I thought we’d finally become close, yet…

ICHIKA: (Somehow… I still can’t quite believe it.)

The affection that he had for me was unmistakable. But I was still sure he only viewed me as an ideal. 

KEI: “... There are a whole lot of people that I can say I like.”

ICHIKA: (...?!)

Suddenly, he dropped a bomb on me and my mind just froze. 

KEI: “I like Yanagi’s team, Yoshinari, my friends in the force, and even girls I see walking by, I guess. I like a lot of people I think are good people. But… I can’t really say that I’ve ever gotten attached to anybody.”

ICHIKA: “...”

KEI: “Even when people confessed to me and went out with me, I was often told that things were different from what they expected. ‘I’m not special to you.’ ‘I’m just another person in the crowd for you.’ … Stuff like that”

ICHIKA: (I think I can understand that)

KEI: “However, you’re the only one who’s special to me.  It doesn’t make sense. It’s not about liking or disliking you.  You’re someone that I need to live. …Now you’re the proof of my being, you’re my identity.”

KEI: “Isn’t it normal to want to touch that person, or keep her all to myself?”

While he talked, his fingers touched my cheek. The gesture was completely gentle, and I could feel the warmth from this fingertips. It conveyed his feelings much better than his words did.

KEI: “Back when you were mad at me, I thought that I should’ve done a better job hiding it from you. Maybe I should have said my death wish was a joke, and that I just wanted you to feel safe. Yeah… I could’ve lied to you and kept using you. But I couldn’t make myself do it. I wanted you to accept me for the person I really am.”

ICHIKA: “...”

I was rendered speechless by his complete honesty. 

I’m not special, my being is not important to anyone else - I was sure that I and everybody else had felt that way before.

ICHIKA: (What should I do? I’m so happy.)

This was more than love or romance - what he wanted was my being. 

It made me so happy that I shivered. 

KEI: “So, what do you like about me?”

ICHIKA: “Eh…”

KEI: “I was happy to hear that you like me, but it’s still a bit of a wonder to me. You got that angry for my sake, and you even said that you’d rather sacrifice someone else so that I could live because you didn’t want to lose me. I don’t think I’m worth that much. … To be honest, I can’t honestly believe that you actually feel that way. After all, you didn’t like me that much at first, did you?”

ICHIKA: “...”

The sudden question troubled me. I had been attracted to his kindness at first. He was warm and gave me peace of mind. He put a broad smile on my face and made my days gentle. 

But he was stubborn and uncompromising. He could be cold and lived by his own rules. He’d ignored my feelings and stubbornly wanted to die for his own satisfaction.

ICHIKA: (When I think about it…)

ICHIKA: “What DO I like about you…?”

I unconsciously let that slip. 

KEI: “Should you really be saying that in front of me?”

ICHIKA: “S-Sorry… But I’m the same as you. What I like about you, or dislike about you… I dislike everything that isn’t a part of you. I need your being.”

KEI: “Hehehe. So there are still things that we can’t believe or understand about each other. Yet we still want to be together. Doesn’t that feel pretty special to you?”

ICHIKA: “... It does.”

When we put it that way, I could agree with it. 

KEI: “If it’s hard to put into words… wanna try this?”

ICHIKA: “Huh? Try what?”

I tilted my head, unsure what he meant. But in the next moment…

ICHIKA: “Eh?”

My world turned upside down, and I saw stars.

Eventually, I realised I had been pushed down. 

Above me, he was smiling calmly. 

KEI “Do you dislike it when I do this?”

ICHIKA: “...”

My heart was pounding. This was unfair. Right now, I was feeling… vexed.

ICHIKA: “It’s vexing… But I don’t dislike it.”

Rather than dislike… I felt happy. 

When I nodded, Okazaki chuckled.

KEI: “Then, there’s your answer.”

ICHIKA: “You said you were going to try something, but isn’t this a little extreme?”

KEI: “But you understand me now, don’t you? If it was meaningless, I wouldn’t want to do this. Forget about like, dislike, all the small stuff. Right now I just want… you.”

ICHIKA: “...!”

KEI: “If you dislike this even a little, then just refuse me. But if you feel the same way I do… Then please accept me.”

ICHIKA: “... You’re mean.”

Unlike the gentleness from before, our hands held each other so tight it hurt. 

He looked at me with hot, passionate eyes, and lovingly ran his hand through my hair…

ICHIKA: (And yet there’s no reason to refuse.)

KEI: “Before, I said there are a lot of people I like, but I rarely find anyone I want to be mean to.”

ICHIKA: “I don’t know… You’re pretty mean to Yoshinari, too.”

KEI: “Yeah. That’s just my way of showing him I care. Obviously, my feelings for you are different. I want to be kinder towards you than anyone, but at the same time, I want to put you on the spot.”

ICHIKA: “I remember Shiraishi saying you’re a selfish man.”

KEI: “Yeah, didn’t you know?”

ICHIKA: “You’re good-looking but bad on the inside.”

KEI: “Heh. That’s right. But it’s your fault for getting involved with this bad boy, so won’t you resign yourself to it?”

Okazaki’s fingers touched the nape of my neck.

There was a slight click as his fingertips landed on my collar.

KEI: “They’re listening now, aren’t they?”

ICHIKA: (He’s saying that at a time like this?!)

KEI: “I’ll never hand you over to the likes of them.”

He threw these provocative words at them.

I knew that I wouldn’t be killed as long as I had some use for Adonis. But now that Okazaki was being targeted, my mind was in turmoil.

KEI: “Don’t break our promise, or I won’t forgive you.”

He said that with an infinitely gentle smile, as if he could see right through my heart.

ICHIKA: “...Okay.”

I couldn’t stop my voice from cracking. 

KEI: “If you don’t want to let me die, then don’t run away from me.”

He whispered those words into my ear. They sounded as if he was casting a spell. 

ICHIKA: (He’s so unfair.)

I thought that, but contrary to those words, I was filled with overwhelming love for him. 

I was unable to take my eyes off his bewitching smile. In truth, perhaps I should resist this. But…

As he had said, no matter how we tried to make each other understand with words, we’d never be able to fully express ourselves that way.

KEI: “I don’t want you to think of anything else. I want to be the only thought on your mind. Because the more you crave me, the more I want to live. Ichika… Be only mine.”

ICHIKA: “...”

I wanted him to take everything. Just for now, I didn’t want to let go of this hand.

That was the only thing I was sure of.

With acceptance and anticipation, I clasped his hand tight.

Comments:

The major translation issues:

They translate いちゃいちゃ at the beginning as “steamy” stuff when Kei uses the word, then as “flirting” when Ichika uses it. It means the same thing in both cases, which is to make out, and is clearly physical. She’s not being coy. She states from the beginning she wants them to fool around. 

When he pushes her down, the localisation again uses two different translations for the same word, 悔しさ: “humiliated” and “embarrassed”. Both are wrong. The first one is SUPER strong and very shocking to read, and implies that she’s feeling degraded. That’s not what it means - that nuance is not in the word at all. But it’s not as light as just “embarrassed”, either. What it means is along the lines of “vexed” or “mortified”. 

In general, they use different translations for the same Japanese words that are used in close proximity, and often in dialogue. The problem is that it a) breaks the flow of dialogue and b) breaks the themes of the scene. In fact, during the whole scene, Kei and Ichika are picking up on each other’s words and riffing off each other constantly. Among those words are “making out” (as we established), “mean” (that they bicker back and forth on, teasingly, as foreplay), and many smaller bits of dialogue. But more importantly, the big theme of this confession is that they go beyond and discard the concepts of 嫌 and 好き (dislike and like). Instead, they affirm their connection to each other’s being or essence (存在) and their way to reach that connexion is beyond words - by merging those beings in a, well, more direct way, which is what the whole conversation leads to on both sides.

Part of that theme is Kei’s confession. In English they make Kei say that she’s “the reason I’m alive”, which sounds like he’s grateful she brought him back from the brink. But that’s not what he says. He means much more than that. He says that she’s his 存在証明, which sounds more like “proof/justification of my being” (reusing the same kanji for being as I mentioned in point 3 above), and seems to be often translated as “identity”. Kei boy doesn’t mince words lol :D

There’s an unexplained translation mistake at the end. In English Kei says “If you want us to live together, you have to want to live too.” That’s not what he says at all. He says “The more you want/crave me, the more I want to live,” which makes more sense thematically tbh.

[booasaur]

hey, you should check out the haunting of bly manor, its good, not scary at all and super gay!

And another anon:

Are you going to watch the haunting of bly manor?

Spoilers below:

I’m not suuuure yet. I was pretty settled on not watching but then I learned something and am measuring what it means to me.

Like, okay, so ordinarily I would have just watched the show from the start, but like everyone else, even before it dropped I heard that it was going to have f/f so when it did, I immediately sought out spoilers for the end. And you know how I am about endings! I do love f/f and I love main character f/f most but even in TV form, I don’t like BAD endings, especially when they’re built to be tragic and evoke that kind of emotion from you, like, grief, loss, it’s all worth it for who you love and no! It’s not for me!

To add to that, in the first one, as much as I did love Theo, which was a lot, I didn’t really care that much about the f/f arc and my lasting impression of the show was being utterly devastated for Nell and Olivia most of all. I didn’t care about the other siblings getting their happy endings (though, again, I DID love the other two sisters especially). They just...Olivia loved her family so much and they loved her and then they all lost each other like that. And Nell, god, she just suffered her whole life, never being free from the haunting, her siblings treating her like that, and then she dies early, realizing she was the cause of her own suffering. 

So...that was actually what I was looking to be “fixed” in this one. Seeing that the Nell actress would be the lead and even Carla Gugino was returning gave me some hope, given my particular attachment to them, BUT, aside from the news that this would have f/f, we also heard that the people who weren’t happy with the first one would be happy with this one. ...There are only so many ways to interpret that and I guess that’s what they decided to fix, that the generally happy ending overall was now gonna be sad.

And you know, I’ve gone back and forth on the BYG, like, apparently Jamie was first gonna be a guy, the actor who played Luke, even!, but was changed for honestly, understandable reasons, they did play twins in literally the first season of this very show. This wasn’t a case where the f/f ship got the bad end because they didn’t prioritize it enough or couldn’t think of anything else to do with them. To the writers, this was the best version of this story, what they were going to give to a m/f couple anyway. They like bittersweet gothic romance, okay. But I don’t, heh. I wouldn’t have liked it for m/f! And then I’m not sure we ARE at the point where we can just translate m/f stories directly into f/f, they’re NOT the same thing. 

I’m not like, gonna complain in general or campaign or anything, just, it all affects how I think about it. So yeah, I was deciding I wouldn’t watch but then I learned that they did actually get a good few happy years in there and now I’m considering that. That does kind of undo some of my objection, where it was like, dammit, this kid just suffers and then dies. But I’m still not sure, I just don’t liiiiike sad things. And that’s the final message they want to end on, right, the self-sacrifice, the grief, the separation, the loneliness. The Beauty in it. And I don’t really appreciate or enjoy that. Not that I can’t see it, if you’re into that sort of thing it seems just as emotional and evocative as the first. Just...not my thing.

[cbspams]

Hello I am here to collect one of my "read when you're" letters. I miss my bunny boy. Hand me the message please. 🤲🏻

Read when you miss me

Oh gosh, well if you’re missing me then I must be super duper busy! I’d say m’sorry but also I dunno what I’m gonna be doing and maybe it’s important? But also you never get mad at me when I’m busy hehe. Anyways, hi hyung! I promise you I miss you looooots more. I always miss you. But anyways, I wrote this cause I know when you miss me you get a little sad and antsy soooo, I’ll tell you about my favorite day with you! Or like my perfect day with you? That.

My perfect day with you starts with us waking up together. Cause of course it does! Waking up to your face is the best. I like when you’re awake before I am cause you’re all smiley and I love you so smile so much but I think I wanna wake up to you still sleeping. You look so soft when you’re sleeping, yknow? You look less stressed. Sometimes you drool. I think that’s really cute. I shouldn’t, should I? Well I do. Anyways. So I’d wake up before you and I’d get to trace my finger down from your forehead, along your cheeks. Make a little stop where I know your dimple is. Over your nose and end on your lips. I like your lips a lot. They’re always so soft. Benefit of always being hydrated huh?

I’d wake you up with lots of kisses. All over your face and I’d live in your sleepy laughter. I know you’d probably snuggle me closer and kiss me back and ask me in your sleepy deep voice why I’m awake. I don’t think I’d have an answer. But I know on my perfect day, we’d stay in bed together a little longer, just whispering to each other about nothing in particular. Maybe about my choreo, maybe about your newest project. Maybe about stuff we were planning to do that day.

I love your voice hyung. It’s so nice to listen to, like I could listen to it forever. It’s not like mine that’s super deep but it’s a nice soothing timbre. Oh but I love when you giggle or when your voice gets a little squeaky! It’s just really really cute. Like super duper cute like you~

Uhm anyways, perfect day. Honestly that’s all I really have because everyday with you is a perfect day. The days where you’re holed up working and I get to curl up in a corner and watch. The days when we go out together and walk around and try new restaurants and cafes and you totally complain about gaining weight even though I know you won’t you gym nut. The days when we stay home and spend a lot of time in bed or on the couch and cook together and I get mad because you don’t know what a star anise is. As long as you’re with me then every day is perfect.

This note actually has a little gift attached! I know you don’t sleep a lot because you’re always working but I thought maybe you’d like it?

[ Attached: Counting Sheep ]

Yeah it’s just me counting sheep. I sort of took a whole day and recorded it. People must’ve thought I was so silly counting sheep when I was at the store or walking around but you’ll probably like it. I get distracted in there too somewhere, so you’ll probably hear stuff like “two thousand fou- kitty!” in there heh. But since you miss me I thought maybe you’d just like to hear my voice more. Maybe we can just count sheep until we see each other again. I hope it’s soon. Don’t miss me too much hyung cause you know I’ll miss you that much more. I love you.

@moonlightchn

[today-only-happens-once]

Have you talked about your DnD PCs before? Can you talk about your game on tumblr? What's all been going on last few sessions :o

ANON you are one of my favorite people today this ask made me so freaking happy. (So is @psychedelicships  who said I had an invitation to ramble about my d&d campaign) Sorry for my excited gushing and rambling slkdfjdsklfjskldfj

My D&D Player Character

So my current D&D PC is named Kyssarda. She’s a half-elf neutral-good monk. I’ve rambled about her backstory before but the condensed version is that there’s a pattern of people leaving her/abandoning her in her life. Her parents died in a fire that her older brother rescued her from when she was four. She passed out on the way out, and when she woke up, she’d been told that she’d been left on the doorstep of the temple. Her brother was no where to be found. When she eventually made her way back home, her home was ash. Monks trained her, but they weren’t really equipped to raise a small child, so Kyssarda had a very lonely upbringing. The monks follow Sehanine (d&d deity), so she was raised on the tenants of her teachings and the teachings about following your own path led to her eventually striking out on her own. As a result of her upbringing and past, the people in her life (i.e. the party) are super important to her, because they are the first friends she ever chose and in some ways, they’ve chosen her too. She has abandonment issues up the wazoo, and hoo has she been reminded of that in recent sessions.

She’s very... empathetic and soft. She pays close attention to the mental/emotional state of her party members. Part of that is just who she is, but a lot of that is informed by her own loneliness. She doesn’t want others to feel like they’re alone, because she knows very intimately how much that can suck. Her loyalty and protectiveness of her friends leads her to sometimes not make the most tactically advantageous decision in combat, and also means that she has basically no self-preservation instincts (which is the main reason I’m pretty sure she’s gonna die before the campaign is over).

Campaign Stuff/Ramblings (under a cut because I’m literally just never going to shut up lets goooo):

So the original party consisted of a Teifling Paladin, a Wood Elf Rogue (who is multiclassing in monk), a Leonin Blood Hunter, and Kyssarda. We met during a fighting tournament and was contracted by the king to retrieve something for him. We teamed up for that, and convinced the king to come along too. So we traveled to some ruins, fought some stuff, and found the relic the king needed. We ran into a Jotenheim giant and fought that. In the process, the Leonin ended up attacking Kyssarda (cuz he’s basically a werewolf lion, and when he goes to his hybrid form and drops below half-health, he has to save on a wisdom saving throw or he just attacks the closest figure which happened to be meeee). 

Later on in a different fight in the same place, Kyssarda freaking died thanks to 2 chain lightnings (I took damage while unconcious and then rolled a Nat1 on the death save). But the king we brought along was a cleric who had what was needed for revivify. So Kyssarda came back, with a withered left hand. The Leonin felt responsible for her death because he’d attacked her earlier, and vowed to help her fix her hand. 

I forget exactly when, but during this journey, Kyssarda and the Leonin learned that there was a war brewing between two different kingdoms and that the Elf Rogue seemed to have a personal (but vague?) stake in the outcome of that war.

but ON OUR WAY BACK to the city, we got side-tracked with a quest to help a little girl rescue her family. So we also fought a troll and a hag. And when we were getting her family out, we also found (Surprise!!) the estranged (kinda) sister of the Elf Rogue. 

This lead to some downtime back at the main city. Kyssarda got her hand fixed at a temple. We got the sister of the Elf Rogue healed up at the same temple. The Leonin had a hilarious and embarrassing fight with a creature I can’t remember the name of. And lots of research was done by all about various things. Kyssarda did the most research, as she grew up working in the library section of the monk monastery so she’s always curious. So she starts looking into things about the war going on, and learns that Mr. Elf Rogue is in fact ROYALTY. He’s a prince of one of the countries at war. And we had learned already that he had fled the city with his siblings but not that he was royalty?? So that was a trip to learn. 

Meanwhile, Kyssarda is also helping the Teifling Paladin with some research because he’s been having weird dreams. And while they’re chillin’ in the library, the Paladin finds this book and gets sucked into it. Like. One minute he’s there, one minute he’s not and the book is floating before it closes and slams on the table. So Kyssarda (Ms. Abandonment Issues and also Freshly Traumatized By Havivng Died) panics and takes the book and runs. Our Paladin is still in the book. We sent him a Sending Scroll asking if he was okay and he basically said “Yeah im fine I’ll be back eventually”. Kyssarda also had a nice heart-to-heart with the Elf Rogue about the reemergence of his sister and told him a little about how her own brother abandoned her and encouraged him to just be patient with her (because the sister is not happy with him). 

But the show must go on, and our Elf Rogue really wants to get back to his home and help in the war effort somehow, plus find his brother who also is MIA. So Kyssarda, the Leonin, the Royal Elf Rogue, his sister, AND another human PC (a guy who helped sneak the Elf Rogue and his siblings out the city all those years ago and was being played by the guy who used to be the Paladin) all travel out headed towards the Elf Rogue’s homeland. 

But we get to the border at a bridge, and the party finds themselves facing down some harpies, some marrows, and a water elemental. In the fight, Kyssarda casts silence to help against the siren song the harpies were singing. Which was mostly a good thing. The water elemental was something else though. It engulfed both Kyssarda and the Elf Rogue, and Kyssarda was down to 1 HP when the Leonin yanked her out. However, because of a REALLY unfortunate roll by the human pc to save from a drop into the river (rolled a 2 and had a minus 2 on the modifier), he was unconcious and drowning. And none of our characters knew because. y’know. Silence. He kept drowning as the fight went on. And he eventually got washed up on some rocks and could make one death save after two failed ones. And he failed. And we had no cleric, and besides... it was more than a minute before we found his body down river. 

And all of our characters felt terrible. Kyssarda has a tendency to take blame for things that maybe aren’t strictly her fault, so she definitely feels a weight of responsibility for complicated reasons. The Leonin expressed that he felt some level of responsibility as well, and also hesitation about going forward with the journey though some conversation between Kyssarda and him lead to him continuing on regardless. The Elf Rogue was pretty torn up about it. 

We got some Elf Rogue backstory that addresses the fact that he was royalty (which was something Kyssarda had thought about asking) and more explanation of what’s been going on with him and his connection to the land we’re heading towards. We run into a fey creature that was an old ally of the Elf Rogue and Teifling Paladin, and we agreed to help him.

Cue the session last night.

We go to get some stuff of his back from an Incubus/Succubus pair. And sh!t hit the fan. Our Elf Rogue rolled really high stealth and decided that was a fine reason to dive through the broken window. Meanwhile, we were going on this side-quest with a half-orc barbarian (played by the guy that’s usually the paladin and who had the first PC death of the game the session prior). And the Incubus and Succubus can each essentially mind-control people, or try to. And both our barbarian and our Leonin Blood Hunter failed their wisdom save and so our two biggest heavy hitters were mind-controlled by the enemy. THAT went about as well as you’d expect. 

Over the course of the fight, the Leonin went unconcious twice. Kyssarda once. The Elf Rogue twice. And the barbarian would have gone unconcious but thanks to relentless endurance, he was brought back to one HP. In fact, we reached a point towards the end where the Leonin, Kyssarda, and the Elf Rogue were all unconcious and our barbarian was the only one standing...at one HP. That’s when the incubus (we’d killed his mate by then) took the Elf Rogue’s sister and made a break for it. The barbarian brought me back first (because I was dying in acid and therefore automatically failing death saves). Then I brought back the Leonin and we got the Elf Rogue up too. We managed to chase down the Incubus and save the sister as well. but HOLE. EE. SH!T. Most terrifying, stressful D&D combat of my LIFE. Kyssarda came very, very close for two rounds to offering herself up as a willing victim/slave/whatever if they’d let her friends go. She didn’t because the tide was starting to turn by then in the fight but it was a ROLLERCOASTER.

Before we closed the session, we went back to that fey guy and got paid though Kyssarda stormed off kind of? She didn’t vibe with the guy because she almost lost her friends over his stupid book and she was shaken and upset. But she had a conversation with the Leonin at the end of the session just kinda... dealing with the trauma of the past few days in-game. It was actually a really nice moment. I think my favorite RP moment for Kyssarda so far. 

So yeah! If you read all of this, I’m surprised and touched. Heh. I literally love D&D so freaking much, and I’m especially attached to this party and this character... though her lack of self-preservation does have me starting to plan for another back-up character just in case. ^u^

[purplesurveys]

1003

survey by --rainboweyes--

When you think of this country, what first comes to your mind?

Argentina: We have a local brand of canned corned beef called Argentina, so instead of the country I immediately thought of that food. But if I really have to connect this to the country, I also remembered a wrestler called Giant Gonzales; he hailed from Argentina.

Brazil:  Those “Come to Brazil” hashtags that used to trend all the time on Twitter. Brazil had some reallllly loud fanbases; I’m just not sure if they’re still as vocal now.

Canada: Bret Hart. Also @inchoate-surveys, heh.

Denmark: I don’t really know anything about Denmark. OH WAIT NO there’s Legos, so we’ll go with that.

England: I honestly thought of their dishes first since I find them rather unique and super different from the Asian dishes I’m used to. We don’t really use beans or make a lot of puddings and pies, but I think they’re all interesting. 

France: Escargot and baguette lol. I’m constantly thinking of food, guys; what a shocker. Also the movie Funny Face since most of it was set in France.

Germany: Sauerkraut and long words.

Hungary: I always confuse Hungary with Germany, but the difference is I don’t know a single thing about Hungary. So I don’t actually know how to answer this haha oops, sorry.

Ireland: Niall Horan HEHE. Also the wrestlers Becky Lynch and Sheamus. Ireland’s got a lot of talented folks.

Italy: @justsurveys (:D), Lizzie McGuire, the movie Roman Holiday.

Jamaica: I also first thought of a wrestler. His name is Kofi Kingston and I remembered him because at one point in his career he was packaged to have a Jamaican gimmick even though he’s actually Ghanian, just because of his race and the fact that he had dreadlocks. Like seriously? Classic example of WWE being racist and stereotypical...ugh. It’s truly hard to vouch for them sometimes.

Japan: The brutally honest first thing I thought of wasssss how they took over my country for a few years and subjected thousands of women and children to various forms of torture before killing them.

Korea: Korean food :( Man I miss having jjajangmyeon.

Libya: Their old flag, which was just entirely green. No designs, no stripes, no other colors. Just a good ol’ green flag.

Morocco: I think of Marrakesh and how colorful the place is. I’d love to go someday.

Norway: Northern lights.

Poland: The current Pope. < OMG editing this answer. The Pope I was thinking of was John Paul II, the actual Pole. Pope Francis is from Argentina lmaooooo so sorry

Romania: I honestly can’t tell you a single thing. Slowly starting to realize that I’m not as good in geography as I thought I was, ha.

Russia: Onion domes, I think that’s what they’re called.

Spain: When I think of Spain I always immediately think of the unfinished church, Sagrada Familia is what I think it’s called, if I remember correctly. It’s in my bucket list of places to see, for sure. Then there’s also the 333 years of colonization, but I’m not feeling bitter enough tonight to rant about that.

Tunisia: Not a clue. I’m bringing my ass to read more about other countries after this.

Turkey: Gabie, because she has Turkish blood.

Uganda: That Joseph Kony documentary that blew up nearly a decade ago. I’m pretty sure that was based in Uganda.

United States of America: Trump, Target, cheeseburgers, elderly people on scooters, those machines at the store that count your coins for you, more cheeseburgers.

United Kingdom: The royal family, Black Mirror, accents that sound fancy.

Australia: Barbecue, kangaroos, deserts, Vegemite.

New Zealand: I thought of my relatives who live there. Also Lord of the Rings.

List 3 movies you like in each genre.

Action: Eugh, I hate this genre. Wonder Woman is probably the only action movie I ever really enjoyed.

Comedy: Can romcoms count? I like The Proposal, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, andddddd This Is Spinal Tap. 

Drama: Room, Revolutionary Road, Requiem for a Dream.

Fantasy: Huge pass.

Horror: Midsommar, The Shining, (the original) Carrie.

Kids/Animated: Toy Story, Finding Nemo, Tangled.

Romance: Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Carol, Two for the Road.

Sci-Fi: 2001: A Space Odyssey(!!!), The Martian, Interstellar.

Thriller: Misery, Black Swan, Gone Girl.

Western: Not my cup of tea. The only thing I could think of is Breaking Bad, and that’s not even a movie.

Answer just in numbers.

Number of brothers you have: 1.

Number of sisters you have: Also 1.

Number of the house you live at: Eh.

Number of close friends you have: Off the top of my head, 3.

Number of pets you have: 2.

Number of times you shower a week: 6 or 7.

Number of concerts you've been to in your life: Too many to count if I include local gigs at schools. But if we’re only referring to bigger acts held in arenas or stadiums, 4.

Number of cars your household has: 3.

Number of serious relationships you've been in: 1, but we dated twice.

Number of movies you've seen at the cinema this year: Hahahaha

Number of people who live in your house: 5, including myself.

Number of plug sockets in the room you're in now: 4.

Some more randomer questions.

What food do you have cravings for the most? My cravings are always changing, though. Right now, it would be sushi and takoyaki. We actually just had both last night for dinner, but we devoured them SO fast and now I’m seeking them out again.

What TV shows do you hate to miss on TV? I’m not that attached to any show. I used to religiously follow WWE Raw and The Walking Dead and always wanted to watch both live as often as possible, but those days are long gone.

What do you tend to lose the most? My appetite. As for actual items...probably pens.

The last time someone shouted at you - why were they shouting? It’s been a while since that happened, so I don’t remember.

Would you rather have a cactus or a bonsai? Cactus. I heard taking care of bonsai trees is quite complicated, and I just know I’d kill it within a day or two, if not a lot shorter.

What scary story freaks you out the most? Not really in the mood to think of an answer to this considering it’s 1:07 AM and dark as fuck in my room D:

Are you better with gadgets or cooking? Probably gadgets, but just barely.

How would you rate your own looks? Personality? I hate deciding on things about me. I don’t want to hype myself up too much but I don’t want to drag myself down either lol

What accent is the most attractive? Some English accents are very pleasant to the ear.

Do you get annoyed when people spell your name wrong? Not for the most part since I have the more uncommon spelling anyway. But if someone is talking to me on like Messenger or Viber where my name is blatantly stated and spelled out and they still misspell it, then I get peeved.

[shiro-0197]

Awww that's such a shame, I'm glad you got the electricity back :) and I'm v sorry for the late reply hahah, I couldn't find any time to properly get on Tumblr since morning 😣

awww I see!! That's so sweet I hope that someone gives you a hug soon >:(

yes he is. He's like the badass classmate everyone has who sleeps through lessons, skips school a lot, and yet manages to get?? Amazing grades?? 😔 I'm so jealous of him, but he's really nice, and since we're both foodies we just love going out and trying new food together. Eating out in Malaysia is pretty affordable, it's basically a good haven since there's SO MANY different cuisines and dishes to try.

ahhh that's low-key so precious!! I'm glad you've started listening to them 👉👈 what song do you like best?? And hhahsjsj I was exactly like that when I first started listening, but when you slowly get to know their personalities more, they're SO different, and you'll find each of them have different quirks and characters. I love them all, tho my favourite is the youngest, Jungkook. He's just perfect. (Oops I sound like a fangirl now. Sorry) tho I could always help you if you ever want :]

yessss dogs are cute!! Have you named any of the ones you sometimes play with? I'm more of a cat person. I love cats so much, I used to own three, but they're not with us anymore :// I'll get one soon, when I start college, I think. A small brown kitten. I'll probably name him Tooru 😔💖

thank you!!! I did indeed sleep well :) I hope you've been having a good day too.

—Ari

It's alright! I'm hoping your day went great<3

Oho, he sounds cool! Kind of like me tbh, I never listen to anything what's happening in class but still get at least 85%🤪 Also, going out together just to eat something��😩😩 friendship goals. Me and my friends barely go out together. Actually, not even barely, we never go out, I've onmy went out with Liza and another buddy of mine, but since we're in differnet cities that's not really possible anymore😞😞

That sounds so nice! I wish our cafes and restaurants were a bit less expensive, I'm not sure if they're overpriced or we're just poor, but either way it's gonna cost a lot to eat out. Its so cool though, having a lot of new stuff to try?? I wish we had as much~

I havent listened to a lot, but my favorite has to be Still With You, so far! And I'll definitely make sure to get to know them better, ahah! Don't worry, don't apologize for that, it's really adorable, and I'm glad to hear you love them so much🥺 I trust your judgement so I'll probably love them as much^^♡ plus I'm a huge fanboy myself, so its alright😝

Well, I would probably name them, but sadly every time theres a new dog and it's as if other dogs just vanished, so I tend not to name them so I dont get too attached:( But I do have a small buddy who's been hanging out for a long time near our house, I named him Chernysh (which roughly translates as Blacky from Russian, heh) because he has black fur without any spots♡^♡ I feed him occasionally, but he mostly gets his food from our other neighbor.

Oh, that's so nice!!! Tooru would fit him perfectly🥺🥺 send a picture when you can, if that's not a problem^^" I hope he warms up to you quickly <33

My day was pretty good, at first I was in a really depressive mood so I went on a walk to cry it out (I'd never cry at home, no way), but in conclusion I didnt cry at all for some reason cuz I got distracted (and probably cuz it was super cold and I'd just freeze my eyes and eyelashes, which happens even when I'm not crying), and then my phone died and I got more time for my thoughts, and somehow I managed to think of something nice and my day, or probably even week, is now better:D

I hope you're taking care of yourself well, I love you a lot, thank you for taking time out of your day and messaging me💓💕💓💕💞💓

[mermaider00]

Rant under read more because I’m afraid I sound horrible but it’s how I feel and I can’t change it

So I’ve been seeing a lot of “Writers shouldn’t get upset when readers don’t comment because of AB and C” posts, and I find that very upsetting

I find it upsetting because it seems that the reasons readers don’t comment aren’t the same for each individual writer

We all know every fandom has that handful of writers that are incredibly popular for whatever reason. They write well, they seem seasoned, they have a grasp of the characters that everyone seems to like, and they come up with interesting and enjoyable plots and make us die over the shippiness if it’s ship focused. There are even some writers that write for ships most people don’t like in canon but they love this interpretation of them so they read and comment and recommend and reblog even with the dreaded “I don’t ship this but look” attached to it. Every fandom/ship has that little chunk of these writers

What I find upsetting about the people who say they don’t comment is how with these particular writers, those reasons why they don’t comment seem to go out the window. I see all the time the “super popular” writers get comments from the very readers who say they can’t comment. They read and comment and reblog the hell out of that update within the first hour it’s posted. They pretty much treat those writers like how all writers want to be treated after we just slaved over this chapter for days and agonized over updating it in a good time. They get art, they get reviews, everyone seems to remember the lore of these particular fics. Most of all, they get that support

Why do some writers get that support and the rest of us don’t, even though they’re just as good? How can you tell me how much you love one of my fics but never comment even after you just commented on someone else’s fic who writes for the same ship I do?

Why do some writers get the gift of your comment, the one thing most writers ever really want, but I only get a message telling me how much they love my fic after I’m feeling unappreciated and wanting to quit?

This makes me feel awful about myself, enough to stop writing completely. It’s hard for me to see other writers in my same ships and fandoms get comments and messages and loads of art and posts when I don’t get any of that, yet I’m supposed to answer that message telling someone when I’m updatingbecause they’re demanding an answer. It’s not fair

I don’t want to be a writer anymore. I wish more than anything that I could switch my gift to fan art instead, but I can’t because I’ve already put 15 years into fanfic. Fanfic writers are teased and the rejects of fandom while fan artists get recognized by the actual people who worked on the show/movie/book/video game. We don’t get that, which is why the support of our readers is so very important. Writers get the ol “Yeah go ahead and write your fan fiction, you nerds heh heh”

I’m just so done. I’m tired of working hard and planning so much out and using my time to write it as perfectly as I can and getting so very excited only to be forgotten constantly, or told at the last minute that they read my fics. I don’t know if you read my fics if you don’t comment on them, so yeah I’m gonna be upset about it. I’m tired of being told “I’m going to do art of your fic” only for it to never happen but yet that same person will do so much art of that super popular fic everyone does art for

I’m sorry for this. I just had to get it off my chest. I want to quit, I’m done, I obviously can’t please the way I’d like to and I’m sick of trying

[piperdelaprim]

Hi. I like your writing! A lot. Sooo.. I had an idea for a headcanon about Shelly and Colt, but they are figting over something quite dumb.

Aww thank you so much! I really appreciate it!

Hmm, I think they would fight over something stupid at times, but for the angst, let’s just make this dramatic! Queue the lights!

Quick headcanon because my long one is taking a bit of time! A lot of people seem to love Sholt headcanons, so here you go!

So basically, Colt and Shelly are already a few months into their relationship and my, my, they are attached at the hip!

The reason why they’re glued to each other so much is because during their time in Brawl Town, they could hardly ever enjoy the luxuries of a regular town, there’s always a battle to fight, and money at stake–at every single waking moment.

Their relationship with each other was what was close to a normal, suburban life–and the both of them wanted to experience that as much as possible.

However, one day, while rummaging through some of Shelly’s memorabilia from her past, he noticed something odd which he immediately recognized.

It was a bandana, one he noticed a couple years ago while being a sheriff. At first, he was in disbelief, but he remembered a flashback to when he was on duty and caught a bandit that wore the same bandana.

That bandana was so recognizable to him that he immediately exited that state of disbelief, he knew that Shelly was a part of that same bandit gang.

He decided to confront her about it, telling her that he hated these types of people the most. And seeing them roam around and take what other people had worked hard for in an instant is what he resented seeing above all.

When he was young, he was faced with a robbery incident that was so traumatic to him that it felt like it had never happened at all, but for the sake of the argument he resurfaced those memories and told Shelly about it, elaborating that it was the reason why he wanted to be a sheriff.

Unlike Shelly’s usual self, that being self-righteous and defensive, she admitted to Colt that her bandit lifestyle was a part of her past, and felt really sorry toward him.

“I felt really guilty, you know, taking shit that wasn’t mine and putting people through all that trouble. I did it to survive.” Her tone suddenly shifts, that of which suits her normal, headstrong personality, “but you wouldn’t know that, because you had a family behind your back, always. Even though I didn’t have a family, I realized how fucked up that life was—and I changed for the better, and restarted my life when I came here alone. I regret my past so I tried to erase it, because the past isn’t an end-all-be-all, is that a problem for you?”

Colt, however, was unfazed by her testimony. It was almost as if all the love he had for her had disappeared into thin air. He responds with: “Guilty or not, your actions speak louder than your stupid feelings.” He told her to never talk to him again, however, as he started leaving, Shelly grabbed onto his arm, demanding him to let her explain. He then pushes her arm away, and leaves. Dramatic fade to black.

A couple days pass by, and both of them haven’t spoke a single word to one another. It was so noticeable that even acquaintances of the two were asking around if they broke up. They were almost always seen together, so it was an odd sight to see.

The both of them were too stubborn to admit their faults, so they both went separately to one mutual source…Poco.

The mood gets much less intense here Deduced from the lack of communication from both parties to him, Poco had an idea of what’s going on. Colt went to him first, confirming his suspicions. Sarcastically, he proceeds: “Oh wow, your first breakup? So, so sad. :P”

He obviously didn’t know how serious this whole ordeal actually was. When Colt explained it to him, he suddenly regretted his prior sarcasm.

“Ohhh, so you guys didn’t break up, you’re just super mad at her and pushed her away on purpose. Gotcha.”

Poco sided with Shelly, like in almost every situation.

“You’re seriously no help.” Colt closed himself off and was about to leave.

Poco stopped him before he did. “You gotta think this through, you’ll miss her a lot. How did you feel when you pushed her arm out of your way?”

“Honestly,” he stops for a minute to think, “really…really bad.”

“Before she told you about it, did she ever remind you of those bad people before?” after this question, Colt replied with a no. Poco let out a deep sigh and said playfully, “Boys are such idiots! People change, yanno? But I can see it, it’s rare for people to change that much. Super rare. It seems impossible. But I know Shelly too, she’s not like that anymore–she fights for the greater good now. And she loves you! How can you hate her? I mean—you don’t…right?”

Colt let out an exasperated sigh, and said he didn’t. He continued to justify his past actions, saying that he hated bandits because of his traumatic experience as a kid.

Poco looked at him with empathy, “This might sound really dumb, but you gotta understand her past in order to come at peace with yours.”

The short-minded sharpshooter displayed confusion on his face: “What?”

“Colt, what I’m saying is that you have to know why Shelly did what she used to do–it’ll help you feel better. And then after you realize all of that stuff, you’ll finally know that she’s not like that!!! I promise!! Shealwaystellsmehowmuchshelovesandcaresforyoubecauseshestooembarrassedtotellanybodyelse. Okay?!”

Colt made his way over to Shelly’s place to apologize and to talk it out. When Shelly opened the door, she looked and sounded pissed. Secretly, though, she really wanted to talk it out with him, but she didn’t dare say a word signaling any sign of desperation.

“Hi,” said Colt, super awkwardly. “Let’s talk it out.”

“Why.” Shelly said sternly. Colt was anxious at her tone, but continued anyway, “Because…I…feel bad?”

Shelly let out a deep sigh, allotting for Colt to explain everything to her. “Bandits almost ruined a lot of things for me. It’s why I wanted to protect people from them. I’ll try to understand why you did what you did before, but right now, in the present, we’re a team, Shelly! I’m sorry for all of that.”

Shelly stared into his eyes angrily again. Colt could see that she’s somewhat putting up a front. To break that, Colt said smugly, “heh, Poco told me that you tell him you love me a lot.” He follows that statement with a chuckle, instantly shattering Shelly’s facade with a small smile.

Colt continued, smiling subtly with her, “Let’s just…keep talking this out, okay? We can work this out, you’re you, and you care.”

Shelly let him in her house and they start chatting it out like they used to. It would take more time for Colt to accept her past, but now he realizes that the Shelly right in front of him is nowhere near the bandit he resented.

[welcometoyournewhell]

Making Amends

Characters: Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso(u?), Mashirao Ojiro

Fandom: BNHA

A/N: Idea for sweet baby boy having toe beans >> @kwaiipootato

Shinso wants to befriend Ojiro…. but won’t bring himself to make things right. Ojiro is still scared of him from the sports festival and the two’s friend, Kaminari, decides to help them with this little problem. Nothing like some old fashioned, hands on, bonding!

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Wow.... Shinso would have never thought he would find himself agreeing with Monoma but..... 1-A is weird. The possible love child of Eraser Head sat quietly in the common room, observing various groups, pairs, and individuals go by.

Some tried to talk to him, others had other things going on. So far the only one the mind controlling quirked, male could tolerate was monkey tail. However, that was probably because he wouldn't talk around or to him. Ojiro would walk away and avoid eye contact if Shinso was near him. He was afraid.

The other didn't blame him, but that's how he was anyway; The purple haired male that is. He was mature, yet immature. "I get it, I'm the bad guy. It's nothing I'm not used to, blah, blah,” and other things along those lines. 

He blamed himself, yet did nothing to fix it. He apologized after joining 1-A, but the other still didn’t dare talk to him. He kept his distance and Shinso just decided to leave their relationship where it lied, rather than fixing it and maybe having a friend.  All he would do was watch Ojiro, quietly. The boy kept his head down as he started to pick up the pace, the floating outfit beside him a little freaked out by the sudden change in behavior.

'I really need to stop doing that, ' the insane haired male thought. "Hey man, what's going on?" Hitoshi jumped before looking over to see the only friend he'd made so far. Kirishima had tried, as had Midoriya, but Shinso wasn't too interested. Yet, Kaminari had his appeal. Something about the dork just seemed... attractive? He was friendly, outgoing, dorky, and just kind of nice. Hitoshi couldn’t describe it but he really didn’t mind the guy.

"Just freaking out the monkey.... again. " He let out a sigh as he leaned back into the couch. Denki raised a brow before leaning over the back of the couch more. "Like on purpose or your staring again. Man, why don't you just talk to him?" The other shrugged. "Tried, he won't reply. He's afraid I'll use my quirk on him." Bummer. 

Denki sighed before rolling over so that his stomach was up and his back was sliding down the back of the couch. "Maybe if I was there too?" Hitoshi shook his head again. "The floating clothes did nothing for him, don't see why you would." Floating clothes? Oh, Hagakure.

"Yeah but she's also a girl and Ojiro is the more.... shy type. Like, for example, if I tickle him it's kind of fun and he tickles me back. But if she or any other girl tickles him he won't retaliate and tries to get away. He feels dirty or it doesn’t feel right to him. I don't know, he just gets fluster, " he was cut off. 

"Your rambling again." Oh. The other frowned a bit. "Sorry. Point is, " once more cut off. "No, I get it." Denki frowned more as he got comfortable in his upside down state. "Sorry." He looked away slightly as tears built up. He could take whatever insults Bakugou's threw at him with ease, but when Shinso would say he didn't care or cut him off to lecture him.... he always felt a bit bad.

The other didn't realize, thinking the blonde was looking off was just part of the overview he was originally given of his friend. "Why'd you use that example? " The other looked over. "Huh?" Watery eyes? The normally dull, uncaring eyes widened a bit. "The tickling?" He made a claw with his hand.

"Um.... first thing to come to mind I guess." Watery eyes, sliding down the back of the couch so his shirt fell a bit, arms overhead. Hitoshi smirked. "Or are you asking me to tickle you?" Shit. No, no, no.

Yellow eyes widened as Kaminari tried to get up. "No!" Too late. Arms were around him, pulling him down into the shifted lap. "Heh, sure about that?" Giggles already fled from the other's mouth as he tried to grab the other's hands. It was rather comical. He looked like a giggling toddler trying to stop his parent from tickling him.

"I'm really ticklish, please don't!" Shinso snorted a bit. "All the more reason to try." Oh shit. "Nahahahahaho!" Denki squirmed about as he tried to get free. "Nhot the thahahahummy! Nhahaho! S-Shhahahait!" The other rolled his eyes.

"Your how old and still calling it a tummy?" Kaminari shook his head beffire shrieking as a finger found his navel. "Sthahahap! Sthahahp!" His legs kicked out as he squirmed around. "His about under here, huh?"

Denki's head pressed into the legs more as his legs really started to kick. His face was starting to turn a bit red as his eyes watered. "Sthahahaop! Plehehehease Hito-hshshahahahahaha!" Small gasps and hiccups came outh as the poor pokemon tried to move about.

He grabbed at the hands as he snorted, only to have them pulled back and his underarm tickled some more. "He really can't take it," a new voice chripped. They sounded a bit panicked and stern. Shinso let up before looking over.

Ojiro stood with a blush that was slowly getting darker. "Oh, you were serious huh? Sorry. " Hitoshi brought the Pikachu's arms back down before fixing his shirt. "Mash, " Denki whined as his arms weakly called him over.

"S-Sorry, I have work to do, " he said as he quickly excused himself. "Or is it because your also ticklish?" The tailed male froze before looking at the student he feared more than any villain. Shinso smirked. "Really giving it away monkey boy. Lemme guess, tail is the worst spot?"

Eyes widened from the question as the rain slowly wagged. The idea of having a tickle fight made him happy, but with Shinso…. not his favorite idea. "Dude he's not gonna use his quirk, " Denki called from the couch. "Besides, it's always nice to make new friends. You even gave Mineta a shot! This guy is way more polite and moraly superior." He loved his bro but the guy was getting way more creepy as time went by.

Hitoshi rolled his eyes. He didn't need someone to butter him up to another person. "I'm..... just..... scared, " Ojiro mumbled as he played with his tail sheepishly. "The sports festival was just kind of.... unessicary use of your quirk. I don't like not being in control of myself."

The other couldn't argue there. He really didn't need to use it until the one on one matches, and maybe to get through the obstacle course. The headband competition wasn't nessicary at all. Shinso stood before walking over to the other and giving a bow.

"I know what I did was unjust and un nessicary. I apologize for using my quirk on you during the headband race. Truthfully, I'd like to be your friend. Your one if the only students I can stand in this class.

"I'll only use my quirk in gym class or group training. I can't garuntee I won't be against you then, but I won't use it if I don't have to. You know how it works though, which is why you won't talk to me. It's not every response that has that result.... it's controlled.

"You can relax. I.... I'm sorry." He didn't come up from the bow. Denki exchanged looks with Mashirao in slight concern. "I, " the tailed babe paused. Denki gave a nod. It was okay to trust the guy. "Alright." His blush intensified. "Good! Now that you two have mad up.... Ojiro has toe beans." Huh? Shinso stood up before looking over in confusion.

"They're really soft and super ticklish." Oh, that's what that meant. Hitoshi gave a smirk as the other boy squeaked. "No, Denki!" The two were advancing Ojiro fast. The male squeaked and ran for his room, being followed by his friends. Denki burst in the door before lifting his buddy and gently putting him down on the bed, Ojiro’ s fate was sealed. 

Wasn't this a bit fast on the getting to know each other chain? Feeling fingers travel up his knees, the thought left as a tail started to wag. Mashirao giggled before brining Denki down on top of him in a hug. "Nahahaho! Chahaut it ohahaut!" Fingers started up his thighs again. "Sthaahahop! Sthaahahop it tickles!"

Denki giggled before joining in. "Isn't that the point?" He moved his fingers to Oniro's sides, warning fumker giggles and little squeals here and there. He was so cute! Shinso felt a small blush rise as he noticed the other's reaction.

Toe beans... huh? He liked cats, loved their toe beans. Maybe Ojiro's would be cute too. He started to pull off a shoe and a sock before looking at the small, round, beans. They were cute, but not as cute as a cat's paw with beans.

The human foot attached was throwing him off. Regardless, he lightly traced around a bean, earning a big squeal and a near kick to the face. "Nhahaho! No, no, no! Plhehehease sthahahop!"

"Whoo hoo! Get him Shinso!" The purple haired male smirked as he got an idea. He was already crossing lines and pushing his luck as it was. Why not go full throttle? He left the other sock on before sitting on two pairs of ankles.

Denki didn't pay too much attention... until he felt fingers scratch at his soles. "EEK! Hehehhahahaha! W-Whahahait!" Ojiro gladly took his break, greedily gulping down air. "Whahavait, whahait, hahahaha! Hitoshi!" Small sparks were coming from Denki's hands now.

Uh oh.

"Hehehehe! Cut it out!" The tail started to twack the purple haired male in the head. "Plhehehease, he's tickling me!" The small volts were on his ribs, spreading around while leaving ticklish tingles. Shinso looked over, surprised by the fact Kaminari could still coordinate. But... he couldn't. Left over giggles left his mouth as he burried more into his haired buddy, along with risdual static.

How odd. "I really need to read broccoli kid's note books." He'd been offered a few times. "No more, " Kaminari giggles as his body went into shut down mode. He was too tired to move.... but now it was Ojiro's turn. "So.... This tickle monkey boy?" The other shrieked as his toe beans were played with again, his tail curling around Denki like a seat belt as he too went into shut down mode.

"Nahahaho! Hahaha, no, no, no!" Denki started slapping a bit at Shinso to get his attention. "Gotta stop, " he grumbled. "Over doing it. " Already? The purple haired male let up quickly before imbing off of them. He felt so dirty looking at the aftermath.

They were hugging so closely, snuggling into each other for protection. Blushed face, watery eyes. They looked like lovers who's just.... oh. "My apologies, " he blurted quickly as he looked away. Ojiro let out a whimper as Denki gave a thumbs up. "No big deal. Now get back here. Your turn."

Crap. Shinso went to run, but the sound of a shriek and the bed creeking was all he heard before something had him. A tail. Shit. With a heave he was thrown back against the bed before hands messiky pulled him in to the human pile of limbs, tockking at where ever they could.

Hitoshi was giggling, shrieking, snorting, chuckling, hicciling, etc., as his two friends exacted their revenge. His tummy drove him nuts as he giggles a bit louder, trying to squirm away. Ojiro smiled a bit as he dusted his tail tip on the other's tummy, Denki moving under the arms. "Nahahaha! I'm shahaorry! S-Sthahahop! It thehickles! It thahahaickles!"

The two looked to each other before giving a slight nod. "In a moment, " the Pikachu giggles. Oh no. Hitoshi's head flew back as he screamed with bubbly laughter. Damn that rail could do some real damage. His feet wiggled against the dusting feeling.

After a few moments, Mashirao let up with a small smile. "Now we're done." Or so the thought. He squealed as arms wrapped around him and the purple haired male fell on top of him. "Oh so you think... huh?" Denki waited with excitement. This was going to be a fun day.

[fanfic-inator795]

RotTMNT/Baron Jitsu fanfiction: Dating… With Children - BONUS DRABBLES

(Also available to read on AO3)

((Just decided to post both drabbles on one post even if they don’t relate to each other since they’re pretty short. Also, just as a Heads up: The first drabble gets pretty PG-13. (Though it's probably about as far as I'm ever going to go with my writing, since I'm not really a fan of writing smut). So yeah, enjoy!))

There were very few things in this world that were more satisfying than spending a warm Sunday afternoon in the arms of the person you loved. That's what Lou thought anyways.

The boys were currently over at April’s playing with some new video game console that her father had bought her, leaving the house quiet and peaceful. It was actually Draxum that had suggested laying down and stretching out some, after the two of them enjoyed a light lunch together. But while Draxum had assumed they'd be doing this on the loveseat, but with enough coaxing Lou managed to lead him upstairs instead.

“After all, the bed is much comfier,” Lou had told him, “And much more ‘tall-person friendly’.”

“I'm only about a foot or so taller than you,” Draxum lightly argued back as Lou had continued up the stairs, “and I'm within the average male height for men of my characteristics. You're the one who's a bit on the short side.” Lou’s light laughter echoed down the hall, unbothered by this fact at all.

Still, Draxum couldn't exactly argue with his boyfriend, the bed was indeed more comfortable than the small couch, as well as more private. One kiss led to another, and another, and a few more for good measure as they held each other in their arms. As they got a bit closer, each kiss being deeper and longer than the last, Draxum could feel Lou start to tangle his fingers through his hair, undoing his ponytail with little concern. It was an action that was quickly starting to become familiar to Draxum, yet it still managed to send shivers of pleasure up his spine.

Smirking a bit, Draxum decided to return the favor. Moving away from his boyfriend’s lips, he began to kiss his neck, one of his hands gripping Lou’s shoulder. Lou moaned, squirming at each touch and kiss.

Each time they caught each other’s gaze or saw the other smile, it just seemed to lead into another kiss. They hadn’t yet said it out loud, but there was love between them. Physical (obviously), emotional, platonic, romantic - you name it, they had it. And they wanted to enjoy every second of it. At some point during their makeout session, Lou had unbuttoned his shirt - or, maybe Draxum unbuttoned it? Neither one of them could really remember, nor could they care too much. All they cared about in that moment was each other.

However, love or no, they had a while to go before they made that big next step in the physical part of their relationship. Still, they accepted this, being more than alright with what they had and willing to be patient and take their time. But as momentary lust began to settle some and their kissing began to slow down a bit, Draxum remained comfortably on top of him, their arms staying tangled around each other. One of Lou’s hands was under Draxum’s shirt, rubbing his warm back a bit. Draxum pressed his forehead to Lou’s, and Lou hummed as he returned the gesture, lazily smiling at his boyfriend as he did so. “See,” he mumbled, “Told you it was more comfortable up here…”

Draxum sighed, rolling his eyes as he smiled back at him. “Yes yes, I know, you were right…” Lou chuckled, and lifted his chin slightly for another kiss-

His ears picked up on something - something close by. It was subtle, but still somewhat noticeable. The light thud of fast feet going up stairs, the slight squeak of the old floor, the voices of- Lou gasped. In one shift motion, Lou shoved Draxum off him (and, in his haste, completely off the bed) and sat up, forcing a ‘normal’ grin onto his face as the door opened.

“-Pop?” Raph asked as he and Leo poked their heads in, “Hey, what-?”

“AH! Yes!” Lou nodded, “Hello boys! Uh, a-aren’t you two supposed to be at April’s? You know we don’t like you kids walking around outside by yourselves!”

“We all started gettin’ bored with the video game she had and wanted to come play over here instead since we’ve got the bigger yard,” Raph explained.

“And her mom walked us over, so we can’t get in trouble for it,” Leo added, “Anyway, can we have an ice cream cup before we start playing again?”

“Oh. Uh, yes, that will be fine,” Lou nodded, “I will come down and get them for you.” After last time (the ‘frozen food avalanche’ incident as dubbed by his sons), he wasn’t going to trust his boys with the task. “A-Anything else you two need?”

“...How come your shirt’s unbuttoned?” Raph asked, tilting his head a bit as he pointed at his father’s open chest.

Right. Ignoring the heat now in his cheeks, Lou answered the question as he began fumbling over his buttons. “W-Well, heh, I-I was feeling a bit warm, you see? So I thought an open shirt would cool me down. But I am feeling much cooler now so now I am just going to button it back up before I catch a cold.”

“Okayyyy… And how come Draxum’s on the floor?” Leo asked, leaning over a bit to get a better look at the two feet that were sticking out from behind the bed.

“Oh. That. Well, uh-”

“I was doing sit-ups,” Draxum explained as he stood up, shooting his boyfriend a flat look before continuing, “I forgot about my workout this morning, so I figured I would at least get part of it done here. Exercise is important, after all.” With how even his tone was and how natural his words seemed, Lou might have actually believed him himself if he didn’t know the truth.

“Oh yeah! Our gym teacher at school tells us that too!” Raph agreed. His brother in blue took a bit longer to convince, not quite believing the explanation if his face was any indication.

But eventually, Leo just shrugged it off, deeming it not important. “So, ice cream?”

“Yes, I will be down there in a moment.” The boys accepted this, and as soon as they left the room, Lou breathed a sigh of relief.

“...Did you really have to push me off the bed?”

“I panicked, okay?!”

“...So, do you really think that’s what they were doing in there?” Raph asked as they went back downstairs, “Dad watchin’ Draxum do sit-ups?”

Leo shook his head. “Nah, they were probably just kissing or somethin’ and wanted to keep it a secret. Which is weird ‘cause we already know they’re boyfriends and kiss and stuff. ...Grown ups are weird.”

“Heh, yeah,” Raph agreed, the two brothers then sharing a laugh. Grown ups were DEFINITELY weird.

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“-It's just that, they don't always get it, you know?”

He didn't really, but Draxum still nodded.

Donnie paused, sticking his tongue out in concentration as he turned a couple screws. “They don't make fun of me because I like science, but I know when I try to teach them science stuff, they get super bored…”

Draxum nodded again, giving a small hum to let the boy in purple know he was still listening.

Donnie glanced up towards the kitchen window, where he could see his father and brothers playing outside. “I know Dad says it's okay that we all like different things, an’ even if I don't always like playing their games or doing what they like, there are still things we all like to do and play together, so that's good. Pliers, please.”

Draxum handed him the pliers. “It is good. Make sure there's enough room on each wire to avoid any short circuiting.”

“I know.” He carefully cut each wire, attaching them with precision. “Still, I guess sometimes I wish they liked the same stuff as me… They call my experiments cool, but they never really wanna help with the ‘boring’ parts that you gotta do to lead up to the cool ending. ...They don't say it's boring, but I can tell that's what they think.”

Donnie could feel a sympathetic hand on his shoulder now. “Unfortunately, some people can't always appreciate that there's a process to things,” Draxum told him, “You can't skip ahead to experimentation without the proper research and preparation.”

“EXACTLY!” If it weren't for the fact that he was trying to install the last few parts, Donnie would’ve thrown his hands up in relief that SOMEONE finally got it! ...In fact, Draxum got a lot about him, and he was very much thankful for that. “Oh well… At least I'm not the only one in this family who likes science stuff anymore. So… Thanks for that, Dr. Draxum.”

Draxum smiled back at him. “Of course. Now, it looks like you're about ready for the ‘eyes’.” He gestured to the small pile of Christmas lights light bulbs that he had brought over. “Which color?”

“Purple, duh!” Donnie answered, confident that there was no other ‘right’ answer to that question.

Draxum chuckled. “‘Duh’, indeed.” He handed Donnie the lights, and watched as the boy installed them. A few more adjustments to the circuitry, and it was ready to go.

The building of the little robot had been an easy enough process, and with Draxum’s help and the teaching from a ‘Koding of Kidz!’ site, Donnie had been able to write a simple code for the bot too. “Here we go,” Donnie mumbled. He adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and pressed a button on his tablet.

The little bit moved forward towards the salt and pepper shakers. Another press of a button, and the bot’s arms widened. Donnie pressed the button again, and the tiny arms closed around the salt shaker. He was grinning now as he directed the robot to take the salt over to an equally pleased Draxum. “It actually works! I did it!”

“Yes, you did,” Draxum nodded, “And it's working very well at that, no bugs or need for adjustments as far as I can tell.”

Donnie nodded, agreeing. Maybe he’d try to add more functions later, make the robot a little more exciting and cool. But for now, despite its simplicity, it was still a success. It was still his .

“So, what are you going to call your invention,” Draxum asked, figuring it would be christened with some creative name that only a child could come up with, like the Salt-Transporter 2000 or the Condiment Bot or-

“I think I'm gonna call him Shelldon,” Donnie answered after a moment, driving the bot back towards him.

“Shelldon?” Draxum repeated.

“Yeah, it seems like a good name for him, don't you think?”

Amused, Draxum had to agree. “Alright, Shelldon it is. So, are you ready to show it- Er, him to everyone then?”

“Yeah!” Donnie carefully gathered both the bot and his tablet into his arms before racing outside to his family, with Draxum right behind them, both of them confident that this likely wouldn't be the last time the two of them built something together.

[bae-leth]

I had a bunch more stuff I wanted to say about Faris and Natalia’s relationship in the Fraldarddyd family AU but I thought it would be easier on everyone to put all my thoughts in one submissions instead of sending a dozen asks this time. Also, lol, I can’t believe I keep coincidentally giving these characters the names of your relatives, what the heck???

Let’s just go over Faris first. He’s a friendly and social guy. He’s obsessed with the stars and can talk about them for hours if given the chance. He’s a smart guy and super politically savvy, perfectly at home in even the most cutthroat political climates. He’s known to be very mischievous and prone to pranks, though the less he likes you then the harsher his pranks can be. He and Natalia are the same age but he’s a couple months younger, which she loves to hold over him especially after he grows taller than her. He and Zain are pretty close despite Zain loving to give his little brother shit whenever possible. I see him being magically gifted, so I imagine him as a Warlock. I see him mainly taking after Claude in terms of looks (I don’t really have a spouse in mind for Claude in this AU so I’m leaving that part kinda vague).

Strengths – Reason, Authority; Weaknesses – Axe, Brawl, Heavy Armor; Budding Talent - Lance

Zain is two years older than Faris and basically anyone who meets him considers him a stern and serious no-nonsense kind of crown prince. This is how he’s like around most people. However he allows himself to relax and show off a much more playful, emotional, teasing side around people he trusts wholeheartedly (his immediate family and a small handful of friends). He resembles his brother in having the same eye color and skin tone, but Zain looks much more rugged and mature. Unlike Faris he is perfectly at home on the battlefield, being a renowned Sniper with plenty of victories to his name. He never became a Barbarossa like his dad cause he’s scared of heights. He enjoys the ocean a ton, so he’s always up for ocean voyages and will take any and every chance to explore coastlines.

Strengths - Bow, Axe, Authority; Weaknesses – Faith, Flying; Budding Talent - Riding

The whole engagement thing between Faris and Natalia is largely unofficial and both sides mainly just want their kids to become close to promote good relations between Fodlan and Almyra. Although things would really work out the best if the pair did become romantically involved but no one is really pushy about it. Especially since Faris and Natalia just do NOT like each other. Honestly the only thing stopping the first meeting between the royal children from being a complete disaster is that both Faris and Zain quickly become attached to Artemis (prince of stealing hearts without even trying). Faris and Artemis latch onto each other since they have so much in common (second princes, good at magic, similar weaknesses, bookworms, etc) while Zain ends up considering Artemis like another little brother while Artemis really look up to Zain (it’s thanks to Zain that Artemis’ budding talent is bows). Also Zain actually ends up being friendly with Natalia too (he likes her strong, honest personality and honestly he finds the disaster that is hers and Faris’ relationship hilarious, plus she thinks he’s super cool and likes sparring with him). So it’s literally just Natalia and Faris at odds with each other.

“If you like Artemis so much, why don’t you marry him instead?!” “Maybe I will!” “Fine!” “Fine!” “FINE!” “FINE!!!” *Zain and Artemis in the background, talking about their favorite desserts and not getting involved in their siblings’ fight*

“Claude I’m starting to doubt if this will work out. The two of them hate each other.” “Well Felix hated you plenty for a few years and look at you now. Adorable little lovebirds, a love story perfect for the bards to sing of!” “Listen here you little-” “Felix please.”

In order to try and help Natalia and Faris get along they’re both sent to visit each other’s homeland a bunch over the years. Occasionally the whole family goes but the rulers can’t keep running off all the time. So most of the time it’s Natalia (and Artemis because Natalia barricaded herself in her room until her dads agreed to let her take Artemis along “to see that stupid Faris’ face”) visiting Almyra for several weeks and then a little while later it’s Faris visiting Fodlan, particularly Faerghus, for several weeks (only bringing Zain when he’s in a particularly bad mood thanks to Natalia since Zain keeps making fun of him otherwise).

Faris is kinda sorta okay when he’s in Faerghus, even though it’s absurdly cold most of the time. Hell, every time he thinks he’s wearing enough the weather proves him wrong. Natalia keeps laughing at him when he has to dress up like a marshmallow in order to go out in Faerghus winters. Natalia is very brutal in snowball fights…RIP Faris. He definitely prefers to stay inside by the fireplace, though Natalia is insistent on dragging him outside. It usually ends in him spending the last few days of his stay sick in bed.

Natalia, like Dimitri, is dead in heat so every time she goes to Almyra she spends around a week just laying on her bed wearing as little as proper manners will allow. Faris alternates between “helping” by practicing his ice magic on her or otherwise relying on her need to do better than him to goad her into playing with him. Though he had to lay off on that after Natalia got heatstroke once.

Natalia considers it a personal insult that her beloved horse absolutely adores Faris when he’s usually very picky about who he allows near him (“Ares, how could you do this to me?!” *neighs* “Oh don’t give me that attitude young man!”)

Faris, in the meanwhile, is not pleased by how his retainers-in-the-making are absolutely smitten with Natalia (“Did you see her in yesterday’s spar with the new recruits? She could break my spine and I’d thank her.” “Please, sweet embrace of death, come for me.”)

Artemis and Zain start being regular pen pals as they compare archery notes, seek advice from one prince to another, talk about recent events in their homeland and in their lives, and complain about their siblings/commentate on whether or not they’ll get together.

“I don’t know, Zain, after that incident with the birds Sister said, and I quote, ‘The next time I see that scrawny piece of *ahem* garbage, he’s dead. Almyra will be down a prince and they’ll be all the better for it.’ So I’m saying no.” “I’d agree with you, especially since Faris has been disturbingly interested in researching dark magic after eating those ‘super special Faerghus delicacies’ Natalia brought last time. But for as social as he is my brother is normally never so obsessed with anyone, so I think we may have a romance for the ages on our hands, my friend!”

The two of them play PLENTY of stupid pranks on each other over the years. Sometimes they flat out got into physical fights with each other. The people of Fodlan and Almyra have long since gotten used to the sound of Faris and Natalia yelling at each other and then the sound of crashing and punching.

That being said, not everything was bad between them. That one time Natalia got heatstroke, Faris was genuinely apologetic and worried about her and kept her company while she was bedridden. Likewise Natalia does feel bad when she keeps getting Faris sick while trying to show off Faerghus to him and will read him adventure stories to pass the time. Also I love the idea you mentioned of Faris trying to help Natalia get over her low spice intolerance (to mixed results, Natalia’s just glad she no longer downs an entire pitcher of water on her own after eating Almyran food). One time when a Faerghus noble child made a snide remark about Faris being Almyran, Natalia tackled the brat to the ground.

Faris, holding a tissue to Natalia’s bloody nose: “I thought you didn’t like me.” Natalia, very obviously confused: “??? What does not liking you have to do with you being Almyran?” Faris: “Heh, I suppose you’re right for once.”

“Zain, I think I want to change my opinion. Sister and Faris may have more of a chance than I originally thought.” “What did I tell you, Artemis? Romance for the ages…”

As the years pass and Natalia and Faris both grow and mature and mellow out, the two of them start to consider each other friends. They speak more, debate more, discuss their interests more, and slowly start to enjoy spending time together. Eventually it gets to the point where the two of them joke around about their kinda sorta engagement to each other. Natalia singing the absolute worst love songs while Faris writes the cheesiest poetry and love letters imaginable. Calling each other cutesy pet names, those kind of shenanigans.

Honestly, they mostly do it just to fuck with poor Zain and Artemis, who didn’t ask for this bullshit but are stuck with it anyways.

“Artemis, I need you to kill me, I can’t tolerate them anymore.” “Come now, Zain, it’s not so bad! Hey, why don’t we go for a ride on Altena? That always calms me down!” “I cannot stress enough how much I would rather die than do that…” “What are you trying to say about my sweet Altena, huh?” “Would you stop taking it as an insult against your wyvern every time?!”

Natalia starts teaching Faris about fighting with lances. And Faris helps Natalia grow more used to handling politics.

Honestly, there was something special growing between them for quite some time after they started getting along better, but neither of them really recognized what it could be. But they kept getting closer and closer as time passed. At public events they stuck by each other’s side and often danced together. They were seen going off on rides together or just taking walks while talking.

Faris is the first one to recognize his feelings when he comes along to help Natalia out with a skirmish. The pair make a great team in battle, covering for each other’s weaknesses well. Faris, too exhausted after a large number of enemies surrounded him, is almost taken down from behind when Natalia saves him. His joke has a fair amount of relief and gratitude in it when he says “Thanks for the help, sweetheart!” But WOW when Natalia turns to him with the most dazzling smile on her face, looking like she practically glowing with the sun behind her, Faris feels like his heart stops. “Anytime, honey!” And Faris just keeps staring after her as she rushes off after another enemy.

Natalia was always pretty but Faris has never actually acknowledged how pretty until that moment. And his heart won’t stop racing, her smile and voice still in his head. And oh fuck, oh shit, he knows exactly what this is…

“Zain, you umm…you wouldn’t happen to know when the next visit to Fodlan is, would you?” “…Why do you ask, my dear little brother? :))))))” “…Are you going to tell Arty about this?” *Zain, pulling out a piece of parchment and quill* “What gives you that idea????”

Faris regrets everything when his parents and brother don’t let him live it down that he’s now realized he’s in love with Natalia. “Whatever happened to ‘I’d rather become a hermit and die alone and unloved on a barren mountain than ever marry her’ Faris? Seven-year-old you was soooo dramatic!” “Father, please.”

Things don’t change too significantly after Faris’ realization. But there are changes. He’s noticeably softer around Natalia, smiling gently around her or going along with her wishes more easily. Most of his pranks towards her tone down to being things that give her pleasant surprises. The most significant change comes from the love letters and poems purposefully written badly for jokes slowly becoming more sincere sounding and really sweet.

Natalia doesn’t know what to make of the changes. They’re odd but she’s more surprised by how much she enjoys it. She even reads Faris’ letters and poems over and over well into the night. A warm and peaceful feeling spreads through her every time she gets a new letter from Faris or he holds her closer than usual during a dance.

She doesn’t realize it’s love until sometime later when she visits Almyra. Faris is so bright and excited as he drags her outside in the dead of night because the skies are so clear that you can see way more stars than normal and it’s soooo beautiful. Faris happily explains the stories behind all the different constellations and laughs so happily recalling some of his favorite tales. Natalia stares and stares at him and thinks that she could watch him smile and laugh like that forever. At some point Faris starts holding her hands and pulls her close to him as he keeps pointing out constellations and telling her stories. And Natalia tries so hard to concentrate on his words but all she can focus on is his hands and how warm they are and so much bigger than hers and how she wants him to keep holding her and-Oh. Ooohhhh…Oh fuck…

“So, Sister, you enjoyed your last visit to Almyra a lot, didn’t you?” “Hmm? What gave that away, Artemis?” *Natalia, lying on her bed surrounded by all of Faris’ letters and poems to her, giggling to herself as she reads them* “…Just a hunch.”

“Felix, it seems Claude was right. He tells me Faris is rather obviously smitten. And it’s easy to tell Natalia is in love. While I’m sad at how quickly the children are growing up, it’s wonderful to see them so happy, isn’t it?” “Uh-huh yeah sure, do you think this blade is sharp enough or should I take it back to the blacksmith? I want it ready before the Almyrans come visit next month.” “…Why are you-?” “You know damn well why.” “Felix.”

“Well it seems you and I will get to call each other ‘brother’ soon enough, Artemis! Or well, hopefully soon enough. It depends on how long it takes our stubborn siblings to take those final steps.” “Agreed. But I’ve already thought of you as my brother for a long time now, Zain. We’ve known each other for so many years! Your one of my dearest friends and my brother in all but blood. :)” “…” “??? Zain, are you crying-?” “*sobs* NO, I’m not!”

[socksual-innuendos]

So I was tagged by @yesjejunus for this and I’m doing a joint interview with Emi and Cam because why not. Art is also by yesjejunus

What is your name?

E: Who’s askin? C: Camila, and that's my sister Emilia.

How old are you?

E: Old enough to be your mother. Who’s askin?? C: 48, but I don’t really feel it. 

What do you look like?

E: Oh, good, I have jokes for this. ‘Why not just check my mug shot’ or 'Who is this interview for, the blind?’ oh! How about ‘use your damn eyes’?

C: Oh, ugh...well I use to have black hair and my skin wasn’t so...the way that it is, haha. Can we please move to the next question?

Where are you from? Where do you live now?

C: Mexico! I don’t remember much of it, actually. I mean I do but not enough of one place. We moved around a lot and most of it just looked like the wastes here. I don’t remember being told when we had made it into America, I don’t think it really clicked until we were half way through Arizona. We still moved around once we made it into the States and up until a few months ago we didn’t have a home. But we sort of do now! Right Em?

E: Yeah, we’ll see.

What was your childhood like?

E: Just like everyone else’s in some ways. Good at times, shitty at times, getting into way too much trouble at times. Heh, you know, the usual kid stuff and more.

C: Even when papa was around we still stayed with host families. Emi and Abuelita always seemed to be out doing something, mostly work I think, not that I could ever join them. When I was real little I would get sick so much. Papa wouldn’t let me out unsupervised, but he did trust Emi to take me places. Once he was gone things got a lot more strict. I think the host families didn’t want to chance me getting hurt or more sick. Abuelita agreed with them, but Emi would sneak me out and we’d play. 

What groups are you friendly with? Are you allied with any factions?

E: I’m friendly with plenty, whether or not they’re friendly with me is their problem. I guess the Chairmen are fine with me, BAH! I know the Omertas have it out for me, and if those damn pretentious White Chode Society fucks didn’t make a steak as good as they do they’d be a hole in the ground. Who else is there? No one that matters I guess-- Wait, those Boomers might be batshit but they know how to have a party! 

C: Oh! I’d like to think I’m friends with the Chairmen, but they’re really just my employers. Swank is nice, a bit of a flirt but he’s like that with everyone. Tommy is sweet too! He can be tough during practice but I can’t fault him for that. Although Emi doesn’t really like them I love the White Glove Society! They really make you feel like royalty-- And their spa is amazing. There’s nowhere like it in the world I swear. I just really enjoy their casino....Um, other than that I don’t really know any other factions. The Kings are funny, but Emi doesn’t really want me in Freeside without her or Cass or Arcade. She also says I am absolutely not to go near Gomorrah. I’ll admit I’m curious but it doesn’t really seem like a place you’d want to wear open toed shoes, you know?

Tell me about your best friend.

E: Only got Camila and Raul, really. Arcade’s good, a bit too idealistic for his age but whatever keeps you goin. Cass is pretty independent, but it’s part of why I like her. 

C: I have so many now! There’s Veronica, she’s probably the closest I’m to, oh and Sarah. I love my sister dearly but she was never into girlish things. But I have those two now! And they love doing all that stuff. Swank gives me a hard time when he comes around The Aces, but it’s all in good fun. Arcade is teaching me how to do computers, and it’s really helping with the Vault hotel. He’s a bit prickly but he still wants to teach me. I really do love them! I know she’s pretty defensive about our living space but I’m glad Emilia includes them in the 38, this place gets too big and lonely without people. 

Do you have a family? Tell me about them!

E: Cam’s all I need. And Raul’s here now. The others are nice to have around but...Family’s special. 

C: There use to be more of us...I never knew mom but Emi’s told me of her. Xiomara was my abuelita’s name, and my papa was around only when I was little. Then there was-- well, it’s not my place to say. Oh, but I have Raul now too. And Veronica, and Arcade, n Cass, Boone....they count. To me they do. 

What about a partner or partners?

E: Nope. Don’t need one. Not in that sense anyway. I don’t mind having regular lovers, but I don’t get attached like that. Friends suit me just fine. 

C: Not for me no. I mean I haven’t really thought of anyone like that...I haven’t really had the chance to. I mean I’ve thought about it before but nothing serious and definitely not at anyone in particular. I think it would be nice...but I’m just not sure. 

Who are your enemies, and why?

E: Enemies? Now why would anyone want to be enemies with me, I am nothing short of a delight. Although, I will say the Garrets’ opinions of me vary with how hefty my tab is. 

C: I really hope I don’t have enemies. I just got friends! One thing at a time please.

Have you ever heard of The Brotherhood of Steel? What do you think about them?

E: Brotherhood of Kiss My Ass! Don’t get me wrong, they have cool shit and I love their archives but as long as New Vegas is what it is and as long as they do how they do, I hate them. 

C: Veronica’s told me a lot about them. Aside from the obvious, um, flaws, they sound interesting. I know Emi loves history stuff...This seems really complicated...

What about The Enclave?

E: Never heard of ‘em.

C: The who now?

How do you feel about Super Mutants?

C: I haven’t had the chance to properly meet any. Emi says some are like us and that others are just mindless and violent. We had heard about Jacobstown, that’s part of the reason we’re up here actually. Apparently its a home for the mutated. It sounded like a good idea at first-- it certainly was a smart one but...I like Vegas.

E: Tough sonsofbitches. They have no right being as fast as they are. Clumsy in close combat though. 

What’s the craziest fight you’ve ever been in?

E: Well, it wasn’t the craziest but I did get in a scuff with a mark’s security guard on top of a building. We ended up rolling off, and when I tried grappling my leg had tangled in my climbing cable-- That’s what fucked up my knee-- I ended up hitting the side of the building, having the wind knocked out of me, and then alerted the rest of the security team of an intruder when I broke a window to get back inside. Trying to get out of there with a dislocated knee was probably one of the best and worst adrenaline rushes I’ve had. 

C: Once Rosa and I had a really big miscommunication. I think that was the first time we ever got legitimately mad at each other. She ran off too cool down but I got worried and ah-- Um, things turned out fine, thankfully. Yeah.

Have you ever fought a Deathclaw?

E: Several, actually. Wait-- Ha! Actually, ask Arcade about this, I’m sure he’d love to tell you the story. 

C: Heavens no! I haven’t even seen one outside of pictures. They look terrifying, and Emilia says they’re very territorial and very aggressive. Hopefully I never have to. Although, Emi has said if I’ve ever wanted to see one we could go to the Thorn but animal fights? That seems needlessly cruel.

Do you like fighting?

E: Hell yeah! 

C: I don’t have the energy for conflict. I’d much rather talk it out, like adults. [Camila glares at Emilia]

What’s your weapon of choice?

E: Depends on the job. I love my sniper rifle, but sometimes a trick shot doesn’t have the right flair to it. It’s really about reading the situation and seeing whats available. Sure, you can blast someone’s brains out 2,000 meters away but where’s the fun in distance if no one knows how far it really is. Now, making a big deal out of a target, there’s the fun. You have to personalize each kill, let the mark and the world how premeditated it was. No, it didn’t have to be that complicated, but it was and someone put the effort in. That’s the sort of thing that let’s people know you’re better than them. 

C: I suppose a mic. I’m not really trained in anything, and I don’t really have a preference towards a weapon? Emi really should teach me but last time I brought it up...I’ll ask Raul.

How do you survive? Your wits, your charm, your skills, brute force, some combination? (a.k.a. what’s your S.P.E.C.I.A.L?)

E: It’s all skill baby. I give a prayer and Lord willing I succeed. That and a quick wit is all I need. (S5, P9, E6, C7, I6, A10, L0)

C: I mostly relied on Emilia to survive. Things have been complicated in the past, but she did what she needed to do. I try to be as polite and accommodating as I can though, at the very least people leave you alone if you’re not causing trouble. I got a job at the Vault 21 hotel! It doesn’t get as busy as the other places on the Strip, but it’s still something!  (S2, P6, E3, C10, I6, A3, L9)

Have you ever been in a vault? What do you think about them?

C: I work at a Vault! Sort of. It’s a hotel now and it’s been mostly destroyed....Sarah’s a bit afraid to be open about it, given how ‘gracious’ Mr. House was, but from what she said it was much more homey when she was little. She’s also told me about Vault life. I guess growing up underground really makes the concept easier huh? I hate being cooped up, but a roof always over her suits her just fine. ‘Though, I guess if the Vaults are as big as she says they were there would be plenty to do inside but...still...

E: I’ve been in a lot. It’s...humbling. All of them have their own unique story and connections to the old world. Reading about some of these people, their lives, their struggles? It’s like looking into other worlds. The dangers out in the wastes are one thing, its nature of man’s sin or the world’s design, but in the Vaults? It can be paradise or tailored evil. When man plays God, everyone suffers. But I suppose they were use to that kind of living. It is life, no? Just like out here. But even then, most of the time Vaults were safe. For those who first stepped out, they left that and saw nothing but, well, this. I can't imagine not having been able to grow up out here. It's shaped me, made me strong, and I can survive because of it. I don't lament my life being hard, like I said it's made me who I am, but I can't help but put myself in their shoes. Having to learn all this after a life in a Vault? That is a cruelty on its own.

How do you beat all the radiation around here? Has it affected you?

C: Well, you can see how it’s effected me. I’m just like any other ghoul I guess. Oh...I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for when my skin really starts to come off. Oh-- Ah! One good thing I suppose! I no longer get sick. I mean, I still get the fatigue and pain but I don’t get colds like I use to. That alone lets me do more than I could when I was a kid. Bright sides, right?

E: I don’t have an extra arm yet, so I don’t think its effected me much. I try to keep radaway on me though, it always has it’s uses. 

What’s your favorite wasteland critter?

C: Oh I love bloatflies! They’d kind of ugly, but also sort of cute? Just like me!

E: I’ll admit I have a certain fondness for our nightstalker Sawyer. There’s intelligence behind those eyes...well, some semblance of it anyway. Still, she’s here for a reason. Although...they’re not very common up here-- actually I don’t think I’ve seen any up here, but frogs. I really really love frogs. 

What’s your least favorite wasteland critter?

C: RADROACHES. I don’t see too many creatures thankfully but these manage to get everywhere and I hate it!

E: Centaurs are some unholy creation of man and should be purged from this life and the next. They and feral ghouls...I say a prayer for them before I pull the trigger. Whomever they were before they didn’t deserve that.

How do you feel about robots?

E: They’re fine for the most part. Just bits and bobs that can sometimes have a personality, although I’ve seen some being used to cheat death. Those ones are abominations. 

C: Yesman! Oh I love him. Ah, I’ve met other robots before too but I never got to know them well. Vegas doesn’t seem to have much aside from securitrons, though.  

How many caps do you have on you right now?

C: A lot more than what we--

E: That is absolutely none of their business!

Nuka Cola or Sunset Sarsaparilla?

E: Sarsaparilla, easily. 

C: Emi just says that because nuka give her hives!

Do you do chems?

C: Emi made me swear never to touch Med-X. She told me it’s stronger than the stuff we use but nowhere near worth the addiction. I’ve seen some of what she means, so I don’t plan on breaking that promise. Colitas are just fine for me. 

E: Some of ‘em yeah. Mostly for work though. Heh, I even make my own brand of kick in the ass. Yeah...Flake’ll get you through just about anything. The high’s crazy but the crash is insane. I mostly prefer the natural stuff. Peyote comes in handy when I need a good bit of life insight.

Do you ever think about the Pre-War world?

E: A lot actually. It’s quite interesting, they lived a lot differently than us but at the same time not. It’s funny to see how routine human nature is. 

C: Sometimes. Emi still brings back old world books that she finds and I read them when I feel like it. The one’s with photographs are nice. A snapshot in time, as Emi says. She certainly finds them more interesting than I do. 

What’s your deepest regret? What would you do differently?

C: I was very insistent one night, and I wish I hadn’t been. Things would have been different if I had just stayed in bed.  

E: Ha! You are asking an assassin what their biggest regret it. There is nothing, I assure you. 

What’s your biggest achievement? Or what do you hope to achieve?

C: I got a job! I have a home, I have friends. I’m...normal. Ha!

E: Ah hell, give me a minute to think of the nastiest bastard I’ve ever ‘in’directly put into power...

What do you want for the future? For yourself? Your friends? The world?

E: I’m getting old, I don’t need a future. And I’m just one person, the world will go on when I’m dead. Cam though, she’s got what? Centuries? That’s a long fuckin time to think about. Raul’s tried to tell me what it’s like but it just feels-- It just doesn’t click. No way in hell I’m making it that long. I just have to figure some way of making this place as secure as possible for Camila.

C: I just want to be independent! I love Emi dearly but she’s a bit much at times. Especially now...and I’m scared I won’t be able to do a lot on my own once she’s gone. Vegas is good for me. I have friends here and there’s jobs that I can manage. Even if Emi wants to move again, I’m staying. I have to. I have a future here, I can see it.